Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

[Redman] come!!!!!
[Marley] Play this song on your fuckin radio, play song on your fuckin radio
[Verse 1: Method
Oh no, another flow lyrica fo'
If it gets deep, jump in feet first hold yo' nose
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you hear my
Checkin 'em hoe, you see my pistol it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come with it, shit it
Now y'all did it, supper ready y'all come get it
Now who 'gon me block me pop lock me knock me
Jamaica posse most Haile Selassie
Allah willin, another boy killin
I'm hot bitch I don't catch or catch feelings
The be the ghetto youth
And Def Jam y'all the Meth Man take care of his fam
That's y'all better do
Examine our we plannin to win
Worldwide tell the people we be again
2: Redman]
Make way for Reggie
Got more hoes grand canyon
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for
I, shoot at your feet make you start
I'm pissin on your where ya campin
Doctor got the from Ziggy
the zig zag roll I'll rip your zip code
Got bitches up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait till bend over
(There I go) money
I got a mo ped in sittin on twenties
(Blaow!) out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) guns in the air
No Belvedere Tiger Bone to get it crackin
Aiyyo dread or wrong
I'm a sinner, of the underground swimmers
Eat dinner, in of Bob Marley pin up
Redman]
I care about your bling bling bling
Over here we let things ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it to me
BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up
I care about your bling bling bling
Over we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it up
[Verse 3: "Jr. Gong" Marley]
I neva why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a wonda how so conquer feature
Blunt dem so big a must a Bunny Bob and
Teach it like a preach it like a preacher
Put you in a
Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no under
di rizla gimme di blunt and a sensimillia
Gimme di chunks gimme di cup and a senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble mi reach ya
DJ fi fi fan dem Grandtsand and di bleacha
Jumpin off on di , you best believe yah
a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a ghetto yute dem get di crippled
So mi seh babylon dem a go get a weopen
when we hear some politician trippin
When a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di in
So just now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin lippin
Got a big forty five it's trigga lickin
Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh know what's happenin
Dem wonderin how yuh get so it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi stabbin
It is dappin jappin it is non stoppin
Hey! No pork caan cook inna mi
If a gal try dat a dead pigeon
Well a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks inna di benz and have switchin
If a nuh like dat him may end up missin
dun tell yuh but yuh don't listen
[Outro:
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on fuckin radio